Luyện nghe bài hát Ridin Overseas

I'm in my rearview...
I can see a view of you.. (Konvict, Kon...)
(This is the remix!) I see you waiting, I know you it...

[Hook: (Chamillionaire)]
I see them watching, waiting,
For an to ride up on me,
Hopin' they don't roll up on me, cuz I'm ridin' dirty,
And if they stop me I might be to jail tonight!
I see watching, and waiting,
For an to ride up on me,
Hopin' they don't up on me, cuz today I'm ridin' dirty, (Cheah!)
And if they stop me I be going to jail tonight! (C'mon!)

1: Chamillionaire]
I got twenty in my pocket and, I'm riding round with my pockets crammed,
You the one that got the contraband, you that like you in Amsterdam,
Before I know it, I see sirens, I'm pullin' over, "Hey, we just ridin'!",
"Don't talk back, won't be no violence, just up and sit in your seat in silence",
Now the is searching who, they searching me and then they searching you,
They smell the breeze and you smell trees, cuz you hit the blunt, and you hit the purple too,
Now the lie is irreversible, cuz you just them we was riding clean,
They question you but they ain't question me yet, I'm thinking the police ain't a thing,
(Yup) Standing on the of the freeway, wishing they would just hurry up,
And I can see him up to me like he about put me up in 'em cuffs,
I turn around and I look at you, and you turn away you feelin' sick,
I'm going to jail for what I didn't commit, I admit that I hate a snitch...

Akon]
I see them watching, waiting,
For an to ride up on me,
they don't roll up on me, cuz today I'm ridin' dirty,
And if they stop me I might be going to tonight!
I see watching, and waiting,
For an oppurtunity to up on me,
Hopin' they don't roll up on me, cuz I'm ridin' dirty,
And if they stop me I be going to jail tonight!

[Verse 2:
Ever since they heard the song Dirty', the whole world been listening, I'm glad you heard me,
Some cops that representing the badge me, every cop ain't bad or tryna scare me,
A year later, after 'n Nerdy', on the grind, still tryin', still flyin' birdies,
That in your cuff still drivin' swervy, ridin' dirty like a vehicle inside the Derby,
A inspired by UGK, and the rest inspired by the life I'm living,
that Impala, he was drunk and that's when I saw the red lights go get him,
And ironic that during the chase, he murdered Chase, and this kid was Christian,
Movin' target went across the street and unfortunately the car miss him,
And now the family is soon to know, that they gone have to do funeral,
The angels ain't singing to your tune no more, move too fast, baby, move it slow...
Cuz one day in here, baby... thing you know,
Next thing you know, you used to move don't move no mo'!

[Hook: (Chamillionaire)]
I see watching, they waiting,
For an oppurtunity to up on me,
they don't roll up on me, cuz today I'm ridin' dirty,
And if they stop me I be going to jail tonight!
I see watching, and waiting,
For an oppurtunity to ride up on me, (This is not a movie, real life!)
Hopin' they roll up on me, cuz today I'm ridin' dirty,
And if they stop me I be going to jail tonight!

It's real life... It ain't just a song, a message....
Nobody ever opens their eyes someone gets killed...
Rest In to Sean Bell....
man!